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Ice
Did I ever love you,or did I just want to be held?Darling,so it goes,it’s so overplayed,this overwhelming game for two,no winners,no losers,just destruction, back and forth,and I’ll never stop being something we both fear.You ask me if I ever loved you,and I look past you,playing to the sun,big smile, big dreams?telling it and you what…
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Shopping
I can still picture the busy shelves,bustling with meaningless trinkets that we could buy,the dim, flickering lights that seemed to highlight the trouble I was in, so perfectly,as I picked up the same magazine,the same candy bar, that had come to taste like your kiss, in my overactive imagination. I’d run home,treats in trembling hands,lost…
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It Was Just A Dream
I had a dream that she stopped loving me. The sky was pretty when she sent me away,not a tear from the clouds, who were braver than I,but I left an ocean on her shoulder,my claws deep in the flesh of her palm as they pulled me from her and down into the abyss. I…
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The Bus Has Crashed. All We Do Is Sigh.
An ideas man with no ideas,incensed by common sense,setting off down the path of procrastination and showy distraction,because doing anything of actual value would be an abomination. Obscenely out of his depth and out of touch,tough on nothing but the nerves of the rest of us,a sycophantic sock puppet for the same old solutions, that…
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Patient 42
Patient 42 – Post Waking Report – Day One – 10:32 Hello Doctor Skipton. My name is Vera and I am the nursebot assigned to monitor Patient 42 post treatment. I have now been activated as the patient is awake for the first time since his initial treatment. It seems that you are away from…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 